Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 119

Episode 119 Falling Love (3)

Man’s Tears.

It’s something that’s hard to see. The older you get, the more you eat.

Because men are socially disciplined not to shed tears.

It would be like this in a normal household, but it goes without saying in Baskerville, the sword of iron blood.

Iron blood seething in the furnace heart. A sword master with no human emotions.

Iron-blooded swordsman Hugo Les Baskerville, the best of Baskerville.

When I think of him, the word tears doesn’t fit at all.

Even if a needle is stuck in his eyeball, if he bleeds, he will shed it, but he won’t shed tears.

So when Bikir saw Hugo crying this morning, he was stunned.

……I was really surprised.

It seems that there have been few times that I have been surprised like this even during the 10 years of desperate war.

So thought Bikir.

‘There won’t be any more surprises in the future.’

Oh my god, I’ve seen Hugo cry, so I wonder if there’s anything more surprising in the future.

Bikir thought so.

……however.

Bikir had to be surprised once more. Even more so than when Hugo cried earlier.

“Awesome peek-a-boo!”

Right now, a Pomerian is sitting in front of you with an awkward expression.

And where the Pomerian is sitting is on someone’s lap, whoever is trying to make the Pomerian laugh with this stupid joke right now… right… ‘I

hate to admit it. Hugo Les Baskerville is right.’

Bikir put his hand on his forehead.

Now, the person who sits the Pomerian on his lap and rolls his hands, tongue, and eyes while making a ridiculous expression must be Hugo, the head of the Baskervilles, the Iron-Blooded Swordsman.

character collapse. It feels like all the walls of common sense Bikir had so far are collapsing.

He should be the same, and anyone in the Baskervilles would be equally shocked to hear the conversation between Hugo and Pomerian.

“???”

“???”

Just like Deacon Barrymore and Osiris Baskerville, who were standing next to Vikir, were gaping.

Even Bikir thought so.

‘Have I been brainwashed by demons?’

But either way, Hugo is still at his own pace.

“Uh heh heh, is this old man’s mustache strange? Isn’t it fun to pull it? Now, there’s this one too.”

“Mustache…… Dirty…”

“Hmm? Uhhhhh- Dirty! This old woman always shampoos and rinses her moustache. Today, because you’re coming, I made a special essence.”

“Instalment… Mustache… Take away…”

“Umm? Installment?

Doggy Doonggae itself. Hugo was showing a completely different reaction than Bikir expected.

‘Where did this come from?’

Bikir recalled the past.

As soon as Hugo saw the Pomerian, he showed the trembling eyes he had before.

‘Is this child really Penelope’s child?’

‘you’re right. Black hair and red eyes are the hallmarks of the Baskervilles. And, judging by the portraits, I guessed that Roxana’s first wife and Penelope’s looks are almost the same…’ ‘It’s

not on the same level! I just thought Penelope came back alive! Unbelievable!’

Pomerian proved with all his body that he was Penelope’s child.

A small dot on the nape of the neck and a blue stain on the calf were physical characteristics that Hugo also had.

Moreover, the Pomerian was found by the Rococo tribe who had kidnapped Penelope and even had a pendant Hugo made himself.

He also remembered his mother, Penelope, quite clearly.

“Mom…you always look happy…you laughed a lot…”

Hugo laughed at Pomerian’s words, but shed tears.

Penelope, who heard it through the mouth of Pomerian, seems to have lived a wonderful life in her own way.

“Yes, Mom… Always installment payments… She tries hard to see… But I tried to go back several times and couldn’t… The madam of floods… If you enter the territory, you won’t be safe.”

Hugo tilted his head.

Although the Pomeranian spoke well for a 5-year-old, he still had a hard time fully understanding it.

At that time, Bikir, who had lived in the sea for two years, was helpful as an interpreter.

“Sister Penelope always missed her father. She tried to return to her family several times, but failed because the territory of a mighty monster blocked the middle of the way back.”

“What is it!? Then it’s the monster that separated me and my daughter!”

“That’s right. It was dangerous enough to be called a flood nightmare. Now I’ve killed it and got rid of it.”

Hugo admired Bikir’s words.

“Well done. You did the revenge I couldn’t. Great job, bad job.”

If you get hurt, you have to pay it back. Even in the midst of this, Hugo did not lose the banner of the Baskervilles.

Eventually, Hugo turned his head to Vikir.

His eyes were stained red with moisture.

“I heard about my daughter’s last act and said that the end was happy in its own way, so it’s fortunate among the misfortunes. Compared to not knowing whether she was alive or dead. Moreover, I got the granddaughter that my daughter left behind like this, so I wonder if there will ever be a better day for the rest of my life. .”

High praise. Barrymore and Osiris were startled by this extreme joy expressed in Hugo’s mouth.

Even if it was Barrymore, Osiris, who resembles Hugo and rarely expresses emotions, was also unfamiliar with his mouth wide open and his eyes wide open.

yet. Hugo walked over with Pomerian in his arms and stood in front of Vikir.

Bikir instinctively ducked and prepared to strike back if necessary.

However, unlike Vikir’s instinct, Hugo stopped in front of Vikir.

and.

“Thank you son.”

Hugo bowed his head to Vikir. To the extent that the waist is bent ninety degrees.

Barrymore and Osiris’ mouths open once more at that unprecedented sight.

After a moment of silence, Osiris stuttered.

“It’s a short life… but of all the moments of my life, today is probably the most amazing.”

“I’ve lived quite a long time… but I think so too, Lord Soga.”

Barrymore also answered, barely moving her mouth that would not close.

Before long, Osiris’ gaze turned to Hugo.

Parents are the mirrors of their children. Children are the mirrors of their parents.

So far, Osiris has always tried to resemble Hugo, who is meticulous and calm in everything, like a mirror.

So I killed my emotions as much as possible and suppressed my ego.

From the small desire to eat something delicious to the effort of avoiding the woman he cares about, it was a structure that was similar to self-abuse.

however. As of today, Osiris’s feelings toward Hugo have changed slightly.

‘Did my father have a side like that?’

That means he has a side like that too.

And Osiris learned one today.

That there is no need to suppress too much the clumsy warmth that exists inside oneself.

‘Wouldn’t it be okay for me to live doing what I want to do for a little bit?’

You don’t have to try to be too perfect.

The humanity that comes out of a little gap and laxity is great enough to make even the cold-hearted father laugh happily.

“…”

Osiris captured the face of his father smiling broadly at the Pomerian like a mirror.

Then Barrymore, who was next to him, was shocked to see Osiris’ face.

‘oh my god! The Bocchan is laughing! Smile!’

It was the first time even Barrymore, the butler, had seen Osiris, who had rarely laughed in his entire life, smile so easily.

A smile fills the face of the head butler who sees the owner and the small owner smile naturally.

A warm wind that had never been blown in the Baskervilles began to blow.

……just then.

There was a voice that wiped the smiles off the faces of Hugo and Osiris Barrymore.

“I have something to tell you, Father.”

It was Bikir.

Gap secretion. suddenly get out of the mood

When Bikir opened his mouth, both Hugo and Osiris looked at Bikir with serious expressions.

The person who brought me this great happiness now.

Their eyes toward the fortune of the family were deeply imbued with goodwill and gratitude that could not be hidden, even if they were serious.

Hugo quickly understood Vikir’s business.

“Yes. It’s a prize.”

Rewards and punishments should be clear. That is Hugo’s theory.

He sought out Penelope’s whereabouts, killed a monster, avenged her, and rescued her granddaughter, whom she didn’t even know existed.

This feat is truly indescribable.

Hugo nodded, ready to listen to whatever Bikir had to say.

Osiris, who was next to him, was the same.

“Tell me what you want, son.”

“I’ll do anything I can to help, brother.”

Bikir nodded.

Things went well unexpectedly, so it was time to aim for the final goal.

Before going to the academy, there was something that had to be dealt with within the family.

It is revenge for the miserable end of the road before returning. And it was the first step to prevent the age of destruction that was about to unfold.

“There is a monster I want to hunt.”

“……?”

“He’s a very dangerous guy.”

“……!”

Upon hearing Bikir’s words, Hugo and Osiris’ expressions hardened.

They are iron-blooded swordsmen, beings who fight monsters as the swords of the Baskerville family and the Soga Empire.

Hugo asked.

“What kind of monster is it?”

“If you’re asking about the type of monster, I don’t know exactly. But…”

“But?”

Osiris asks this time.

Bikir replied briefly.

“I only know where the monsters are hiding.”

At those words, Hugo and Osiris nodded at the same time.

“Yes. Where is it located?”

Bikir replied as if he had been waiting.

“It’s inside the family.”

“……!”

The eyes of the two rich people wide open.

At this point, Bikir said what he really wanted.

“Half a day. Please lend me the seven knights of the Baskervilles for just half a day.”

Power equal to half of the Baskervilles’ military power.

It was a fighting power that could erase one weak country from the map in one day.